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This weekend, I got to go out with my mom and our friend Martha for our traditional July birthday lunch.  Martha has known me since I was a baby and has always been a surrogate grandma to me.  And it turns out that she has a great story about moving to California for grad school 50 years ago…

Martha had a 3 year old and 18 month old and was overdue with #3 when she and Denny had to pack up the family and move from Illinois to Berkley for his master’s program.  Since Denny had just gotten out of the army, he decided to make it a nice, long 10 day trip so that he could stop and check out every rock shop along the way.  Martha expressed concern about having the baby on the road.  Denny told her he had it taken care of and showed her his emergency kit–shears for cutting the cord, and a rubber sheet to contain the mess.  This did not comfort Martha much.

True to his nature-loving form, Denny did indeed stop at every planned stop along the way, but he managed not to plan their motel stops around towns with a hospital.  One night, he decided to press on 60 miles past a town with a hospital.  That night in the secluded motel, week-overdue Martha started having contractions.  She laid there, praying and praying that she would not have this baby in this motel room.  The contractions ceased.

When they finally got to Berkeley, they had a house, but no furniture or appliances.  Denny went out to make arrangements and do errands while Martha and her sister in law stayed in the empty house with the two little ones in diapers.  When he got back that evening, he proudly told Martha that he had made great progress!  Martha asked when the washer and dryer would be delivered.  Denny hadn’t quite gotten to that yet.  His sister, single girl that she was, understood the importance of a washer in pre-disposable diaper days, and rather firmly lectured him that it had better be his first priority the next day.

Though Martha was now over two weeks overdue, she did have a name of an OB from her doctor back in Illinois.  She went to see him, and when he found out she was sleeping on the bare floor, he kindly lent them a couple of sleeping bags until Denny could arrange for mattresses and such. Baby Elizabeth arrived three weeks late, to the immense relief of her sweet mother. 

Martha can laugh about it all now.  I’m not sure 50 years would be enough time for me to get over it!  So I really have no room to complain about this move.  Columbia to Colorado Springs today–with air conditioning, a mini-van, smart phone, disposable diapers, and the Franciscos to welcome us into their home in the evening!

Swimming Time

Uncle Peter and Grandpa have helped Tommy not be afraid of the pool!

Missing Daddy

The thrill of Grandma’s house is wearing off, and the kids are counting down the hours ’til Daddy flies out to meet us.  Hurry up, Daddy!  We miss you!

a little bit traumatic

On our last night as a family in State College, we went out for ice cream and finally took a picture on the nittany lion statue. Can you tell how upset Elizabeth was about leaving?

Family Readers

The kids are experts at cajoling their uncles and aunt into reading to them.  On this trip, they were fortunate enough to see Uncle Matthew in Detroit and Peter and Cammy here in Columbia! Many books were read.

Driving

Royal Oak to Columbia today.

Susanna at Three Months

We’re really out of the newborn haze, and Susanna has grown up so much this past month.  She moved from sleeping 8 hours at night to 11-12 hours, and that has made life better for everyone.  She’s not an eater like my other two were… only nurses one side at a time, maybe four times a day (plus a 10:30 pm dream feed).  Whenever we try to force an extra bottle of pumped milk on her, she really resists unless she didn’t nurse and is truly hungry.  I don’t know how she’s growing.  But she is!  Susanna is still in size 1 diapers and 0-3 month clothes, but she’ll probably be ready to move up to 3-6 when we start cloth diapering again in CA.

She’s so smiley and cheerful when well rested.  She definitely prefers being on her tummy (she won’t sleep on her back anymore), and her neck strength is great.  She loves watching the big kids play close by her.  She likes being held most ways that put pressure on her tummy–football hold, over the shoulder, or on top of Daddy’s head.  She hates her carseat, though she has started playing with Benji the Circus Giraffe (favorite carseat toy of all Muller children) on this road trip.

And she’s a thumb sucker!  Despite our best efforts to promote the paci (Laura even took the time to figure out that her preferred kind was a latex mam), she almost always spits it out and finds her thumb now.

I am loving the little baby coos that Susanna makes while snuggling in bed with me after her first morning feeding.  And her smile makes me glad to be her mommy!

Susie and Nona

We were so excited to finally introduce Susanna Helen to the other great-grandma for whom she’s named.  Nona and Susie are getting along great!

Winnie the Pooh opened yesterday, so with free babysitting for Susanna, we figured we should take the big kids to their first movie at the theater!  They both loved the whole experience.  Elizabeth was too little to see the screen in her seat, so she ended up on Daddy’s lap for the movie.  Tommy was so enraptured that he spent most of the movie standing up, leaning over the chair ahead of him so that he could catch every detail.  It’s a nice, gentle, funny movie for little kids like ours who haven’t seen many movies at all and can only handle a basic plot with a bit of silliness on the side.  Lizzie would cry out to us at particularly memorable scenes–“B’loon, Daddy!  B’loon!”–while Tommy just squealed with laughter.  We got popcorn, and while Elizabeth could multitask eating and watching (a true daughter of mine), Tommy was so concentrated on watching that he forgot to eat.  All in all, we had a great first trip to the movies!

 

I have a new favorite book of the year–and every parent I know needs to read it!  I’d heard Rachel Jankovic on a Focus on the Family podcast or something this spring and randomly stuck her little book on my amazon wishlist.  Laura just got it for me for my birthday, and I read it on the drive from State College to Detroit.

Loving the Little Years: Motherhood in the Trenches is essentially a collection of small essays on aspects of parenting.  I tend to be a bit suspicious of young Christians writing treatises on things they’re still figuring out (eg, I Kissed Dating Goodbye).  Not only do they often come off as overly idealistic (leading to a follow-up book later on to explain how they’ve modified their position, eg, Boy Meets Girl), but lately I’ve been saddened to read about a few cases (including a key couple in the aforementioned books) where unrealistic standards have led them to burn out and reject their faith altogether.  So I was cautious about this book.  The last thing I want is another guilt trip (from someone who actually may have less life experience than I) about all the areas where I’m failing as a Christian mom and a list of legalistic rules guaranteeing that my family will be “safe” and holy.  Fortunately, this book has none of that.

Yes, the author is writing “from the trenches” so to speak–her kids are 5, 4, 2 (twins), and a baby.  But she doesn’t preach.  Instead, she takes the struggles we parents of young kids have (the lost shoe right before church, the triple whammy of poopy diapers during the dinner prep hour, the middle-of-the night anger at your spouse when the baby is awake again, etc) and offers encouragement.  I found it particularly helpful that she admits there’s often a sticky spot in her living room floor that stays there for weeks, or that laundry mounds up, or that her kids fight (a lot).  Her life sounds a lot like mine, and her reactions sound a lot like mine.  She doesn’t offer a list of rules, but rather, she shares helpful analogies that might pop into my head next time I’m dealing with the big kids fighting over a book!

For those familiar with Tedd Tripp’s excellent book, Shepherding a Child’s Heart, Jankovic’s themes will sound very familiar (and very Biblical!).  I love that the focus is on fellowship and grace.  Several times, I had to go back and reread a section aloud to Derek because it was so pertinent to our vision as parents.  Although it’s applicable to all parents (moms, dads, working, at home) and all sizes of families, I felt like she often spoke right to my heart as a stay-at-home mom of three.  There’s so much underlined that I could quote the whole book, but I’ll just pick out a few of my absolute favorite quotes.

“When Scripture says to bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, it is not talking about finding the most effective way to organize them…Christian childrearing is a pastoral pursuit, not an organizational challenge.” (49-50)

“Prioritize your children far and away above the other work you need to get done.  They are the only part of your work that really matters.” (51)

“Most of the time the children do not know that what they are doing is overwhelming.  This is because they do not forget that they are individuals.”  (53)

“…our bodies are tools, not treasures…Motherhood uses your body in the way God designed it to be used…Scars and stretch marks and muffin tops are all part of your kingdom work.” (58-59)

Lastly, Jankovic understands that young moms, especially, have very little time to read.  Her chapters are 2-6 pages long–so it’s actually possible to read one little bit and ponder it throughout the rest of the day.  I plan to keep my book out on the kitchen counter for a few weeks for when I need a burst of encouragement amidst unpacking in our new home!

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